Sunday, March 16, 2008

Teardrops on my....laptop keys?

I'm a US National Amateur Latin Semi-finalist.

I cried when I looked up to see the callbacks and mine and Bradley's number was there. We hadn't won Gold Bar Tango like I had wanted, and we hadn't made the Amateur Standard Semi-final either. I was mad and disappointed and then I looked up....ahhh seeing that 281 up there was the best feeling in the world. It is such a huge deal to make one of those semi-finals, and we pulled it off at last.And now I feel like crying again, but not because I'm super happy. It's over! I'm done competing individually until I can find another partner, and it kills me! I hate endings. Meh meh meh. I just want to get back out there on the floor and get right back to practicing and let the ballroom world swallow me whole and forget about everything else, but I can't...I have math homework and a chem lab right up that needs to be done, and I just want to go back on that Marriott Center floor and dance it again only better this time, because I remember now what I'm going to be missing. I had a little peek into the upper echelons of ballroom, and I can't stand to let it go! I don't want to go back to not making finals and feeling good if I make a prechamp semi. I miss it already, and it's only been two hours.

5 comments:

Congrats on making callbacks! Im sorry that it is all over though. You'll have to tell me all about it when I come home this weekend! I love you Katie and you are an amazing ballroom dancer! Never forget that! :)

You are amazing Katie. I was so lucky to have been there to watch you dance and make the semi-finals. I know having me there was like a blur to you. I realize that dance was the only thing on your mind, but I was so happy to be there watching you. It was one of the most fun nights I have had in a long time. You were amazing, everyone was amazing. I'm sorry you have to find a new partner again. Life sucks like that sometimes...and we have to just deal and adjust.

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